This is the text of the card I sent to my father for Father’s Day:
[Outside] Happy Father’s Day, Dad!
From your loving, talented, charming, devoted, unselfish, hardworking, smart, clever, ingenious, loyal, honest, admirable child…
[Inside] Who is so much like you!
I had a really hard time picking out a card for him. It was easy and fun to buy cards for my grandpa, my sister’s dad and my two uncles. Buying a card for MY OWN father was a bit awkward, though. I cannot remember the last time I bought my father a card for any holiday, particularly Father’s Day. I don’t know if I ever have. I don’t know if I have haver even said “Happy Father’s Day,” to him. I think that when I was younger, he just wasn’t around enough for it to matter. As I got older, he was pretty absent altogether so it didn’t factor in. I focused my Father’s Day attention on my grandfather who has always been the primary male figure in my life and that was fine. Continue reading
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